A tribute to someone who shares the same b'day as me

拒之一门外

独战风雪寒

心惦柴屋适

何时容得己

为有己不是

岂能怆涕下

By grace~

Translation:
Rejected, outside a door. Battling alone with the cold of the snowstorm. Thinking about the warmth in the wooden house. When can I be accepted (in the house)? It is only my fault. How can I can cry over it?

A few days ago, I chanced upon this poem written by grace which was her msn nick. I feel we share a special bond, cos we share the same b'day. She used to sit beside me in class, though I didnt have much of a choice initially (thr's a long tale behind this :p), but we have since parted ways after the 'O's. She did remarkably well, though I must remind everyone that I have distinctions (which means A1 :x) for all the 3 language papers. :P

Grace has a pure 'D' personality. We can see 'D' as for dominent, dictatorial. Just imagine the list that goes on. So, to see her write such a well, 'sentimental' poem (it may not seem sentimental to u, but to me, a silent and sentimental poet :x, grace's poem IS touching :x), I am rather awed, or should I say, taken aback? I read her blog abit and sort of understood her sentiments behind her poem. I told her straight that I'm in love with her poem and I made a request to 'have' her poem, of course, she owns the copyrights, all due credit will be given to her :p. But that's not the point I'm trying to make, lolz. The point is, to see such a hard, braced, strong person, write such a poem, it simply made me, alittle crushed, haha. Of course, it may simply means I have not faced challenges which she had faced and her worries do indeed differ from mine. About how different, I'll try to include when I add in the analysis of both poems ltr =x Anyway, she reckons that it has been such a long time since she, or her work and effort (she's a brilliant science student, unlike me :p). So, grace, if u do happen to read this, let me tell u, I love your poem =p wholeheartedly, sincerely, passionately, intensely and so grudgingly =p

独处一门外
心寒胜风雪
心念柴屋适
何时容得己
唯独情不是
岂能怆涕下

By me~

Translation:
Standing alone outside a door. My heart is colder than the snowstorm. Pining for the warmth in the wooden house. When can I be accepted (in the house)? It is all the fault of love. How can I cry over it?

Grace's poem awoke some sentiments in me and I was prompted to write a similar poem- exactly same style, same format, similar sentiments and 2 identical lines, haha. All due credits to the original piece.

Analysis of both poems:
I'm so sleepy, lemme slp. (yanws) I swore ytd to slp at 9pm :x, though it's 9.10pm now. (sleepy half-closed eyes) I'm tired of slping only 5hrs per day, hahahaha. ~ (3/4 closed eyes, mouth almost pouting already... :x) Moi shall continue tomorrow.